Street Wise and Feeling Idle Street Wise and feeling Idle Street Wise and feeling Idle I'm sitting in the Bar Louisiana red light district sorry that I came Up walks a girl who says she's feeling lonely and then she says Fat Sally is her name So I order us a round of blended whiskey and look her over quickly practiced aim then get the urge to ask her politely how'd a girl like you get that name "Chorus" She's street wise and feeling idle one meal a day just doesn't fill her needs a chronic case of every day fat tuesday (yeah) Mardi—Gras misfortune if you please She tells me that she's hungry for a lover or any man who can play the game of two card stud and she don't mean poker her latest colt in stable has gone lame So I let her know that I'm not one to gamble and as candles glow I'm just half a flame an hour or two and I start to flicker she stares at me and then says "what a shame" (oh no) "Chorus" She's street wise and feeling idle one meal a day just doesn't fill her needs a chronic case of every day fat tuesday (yeah) Mardi—Gras misfortune if you please Now I'm sitting in the Bar Louisiana red light district sorry that I came haven't dined but I'm not feeling hungry but I guess Fat Sally doesn't feel the same (oh no) "Chorus" Cause she's street wise and feeling idle one meal a day just doesn't fill her needs a chronic case of every day fat tuesday (yeah) Mardi—Gras misfortune if you please It's a Mardi—gras misfortune if you please Street Wise and Feeling Idle She's Street Wise and feeling Idle Street Wise and Feeling Idle